When we’d finished with my last case, I asked the judge to be dismissed and turned on my heel to leave, only making it a few feet before Logan stopped me short with a hand at my elbow. My breath caught as I felt his mouth at the shell of my ear. It wasn’t uncommon for attorneys to have whispered conversations during and after a case to discuss details, but this felt more intimate. When he got close to me, all I could think about was him getting closer, touching me, kissing me. I’d never felt a stronger pull to someone

“May the best man win this afternoon.” My head shot up at his emphasis on the word man, in time to see him wink at me.

Pulling my arm from his grip, I said, “Oh, she will. Don’t you worry.” I could feel his eyes on my hips as I put an extra sway into my step, walking out. As much as he antagonized me, I swore I saw desire in his eyes.

Lea Coll worked as a trial attorney for over ten years. Now
she stays home with her three children, plotting stories while fetching snacks
and running them back and forth to activities. She enjoys the freedom of
writing romance after years of legal writing.

She grew up in a small town in Pennsylvania and currently
resides in Maryland with her family.